The three sand bandits were very dissatisfied with the size of the merchant caravan, and the shortest among them stepped forward.
He took off his hood, revealing an incredibly hideous face.
"Hehehe, how many spirit stones can these goods of yours be worth? Unfortunately, I just love to kill!"
His eyes swept over the crowd like a venomous snake, finally settling behind the camel, where a small head popped out—who else could it be but Liu Xiaoyue?
"Oh, there's also a little beauty, huh? Just right, I need a Furnace."
The man rubbed his hands, showing a lewd expression.
Liu Xiaoyue was startled, hurriedly retracting her head. She looked at the calm Chen Nan and immediately stepped forward to embrace his arm.
The soft touch made Chen Nan take a sharp intake of breath; the young girl was not old, but well-endowed.
He originally wanted to push the girl away but felt her body trembling slightly, and ultimately couldn't bear to do it.
